The A2K Melee II

<spins around and begins kicking at tsarstepan, having dispatched neptunepoo with extreme prejudice>

<picks out another piece of chicken and starts loudly smacking his gums in the consumption of it, grease smeared all up the arms of his stupid blue suit. He growls at tsarstepan and begins firing old chicken bones in a blistering barrage>

I won't go into that hole! The last time someone told me to enter my own hole I almost broke my back! <ba-dum-ching>

your scaring my grand children. Dispatches KK with a Methyl butyro-fuggy- wudgie.

We can all go home now, We just have to keep him tranked until the sunrise of AllSaints Day.

With a red velvet sash, ties trumpycan between Stormy Daniels watermelon breasts then attaches both to a jackhammer and watches trumpycan's head crushed as thin as Lindsey Grapham's silk dainties.

dies with an idiot smile on his face.

((Comes back when the dust has settled)).
Takes Kicky's throne while he's away... doing whatever Kicky does when he's away from a2k for x number of years.

we need to exhume his corpse and drive a steak into his thingy.

And that's the end I've always wanted for my friend kicky.

you know tht it was a frozen steak

Driving a frozen steak into the heart of a clove of garlic is how kicky was born.